Everyone knew that Housekeeper Lin had a grandson. It was believed that he should have insights when it came to keeping little children happy.
Thus, Beichen Rui stood by to learn how to calm a child so that if the little rascal cried again, he'd be able to handle it.
Housekeeper Lin found himself in a bit of a dilemma; he could calm children, but Jingxi was no ordinary child.
When he cried, he was hard to soothe.
After standing there for a while without moving, Beichen Rui impatiently muttered, "Why aren't you moving yet? Do you need me to ask you?"
Couldn't he see how much Jingxi was crying? Why stand there doing nothing?
Under Beichen Rui's prodding, Housekeeper Lin had no choice but to step forward reluctantly.
There was no choice; the Young Master had commanded it, and he dared not disobey!
He squatted down in front of Jingxi, looking at the child's swollen eyes, feeling a bit of heartache.
He took a tissue and reached out, trying to wipe away Jingxi's tears.
